Текст песни Тэм Гринхилл - Braveheart

My fight is over, the end is nearing
From the hands of Fate, I accept the cup.
Hear me, the all-seeing Creator!
God alone, you know how scary I am.
The boiling anger of a furious crowd
Faceless raging sea.
Immortality does not endure fuss
In the rite of purification by shame.

A strange land will receive my blood.
Those who remain, raise the banner
Don't leave me my love
The court of people over us is no longer in power.
When there’s no more strength to endure,
And the cold eternity will die
You suddenly appear in the crowd as a shadow
And, smiling, you will meet me ...

I knew you were coming, I was waiting for you
When life cries out of the body
And life's thread is cruel Fate
Cuts on the blade with a frozen glare.
When a sacred canvas flap
Suddenly unclenched fingers let go
My soul will come down to you from the cross
And we will leave so as not to part anymore ...